Shadows of Eden

So I return

There

To that place

Where

It all began…

For somehow

In the pruning,

The plucking and picking

I sense a greater plan

And somehow in the hurt

The heat and the dirt

Of simple

Sun-kissed sod

There is a feeling

Of beautiful healing
Alone

In a garden

With God

…and we behold life with renewed eyes

For a garden is earth’s humble paradise

© Janet Martin